Mrs. Wigglebottom is unwelcome at the off-leash dog parks in town. So, I’m glad we went when we did.
Brittney’s got the skinny on it over at Nashville is Talking.
It makes me so mad, I can’t even tell you. Not that I want to take Mrs. Wigglebottom to the park. As I said
I wish I felt better about having her around other dogs–I’m just so afraid that if anything goes wrong, she’ll automatically be the guilty party, just by virtue of how she looks that I’m afraid to be there when other people are there–because I think she’d really like it.
But Mrs. Wigglebottom is a good dog. She’s a doofus, but she’s a good dog. People in my neighborhood let their dogs wander all over unleashed and no one does jack shit about it, but my dog can’t even go to the fucking park because she looks like a monster?
I’m just glad she can’t read. Shit like this would hurt her feelings.
Also, the picture Brittney has? Mrs. Wigglebottom looks so little like that it makes me even angrier. That dog and my dog look like two entirely different breeds (which they are, I suppose) and my dog has to suffer because folks are afraid of that dog? What kind “breed” ban is that?